Lost in last chance to see,
the cost my head stuck in
sand showering the sleep
off my back handed remarks.
Too much disrespect for
each glass of water that
I drink the words others
till my eyes drop ten pounds
and I die.
First, strive to summarize and
run away if it doesn't work
out by the time you reach
attempt number fifteen.
Fuck it, everything ends anyway,
you corrected me on that one,
there's three more L's, I forgot
to write them down.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
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